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Dead lover Mar 2018
When life keeps giving you lemons,
You are a **** lemon tree
Life is awful
E McNamara Mar 2018
I feel like lemons and limes
Sprinkled in sugar
The sour, covered
Soaking in the sweet salt
To become tangy

Maybe I’ll become a peach
Sugary to the pit
Dipped in honey
And brown sugar
Finally mature
E McNamara Mar 2018
I used to hate yellow,
Then my soul turned to lemon juice
And now my lips are painted
As a new sunrise
Which changed the words I spoke.
With sour lemons slices
That attracted Bumblebees
And everything
To my lemon soul.
Druzzayne Rika Feb 2018
I am feasting on this Karmic food
Because there is nothing else I'm served
What gets life's lemons and spice
Even when you've lately been nice

We are blind to our sins which we've rightly done
We only know how to visibly see others' knives and guns

Have you ever felt good about yourself
Without having harassed anyone.
If not, eat it what you've been given
Karma knows better than everyone.
Anne Scintilla Dec 2017
Life throws,
a filthy shade,
a crate of lemons,
a mess unmade.

Life makes,
a sailor great,
lemonade,
a near parade.

All at once,
Once and for all,
No things remain
The same
—The sane.
here’s to the mess we made of ourselves this year. since all the best people lose a bit of sanity for felicity.
Robin MacCuish Sep 2017
Path by Path
and a semblance of a man.
Apple trees grow
A garden of sin, of life
where I cannot find an apple
but I can an Orange

When life gives you
lemons make
                                               But this is an orange
Lemonade
                     But
Lemonade
                          I need
Lemonade

                        A cup of
Lemonade

                         Sugar
Lemonade
            ­                     And more
Lemonade
                           I need
Lemonade

                            A lemon
Crystal Freda Aug 2017
Mint leaves glitter down
the sweating glass
of sweetly, sour lemonade.
Each sip slides past
through the slender straw
with lemons freshly made.
R Arora Jul 2017
The tears uncried,
The respect left behind;
Shame visible on face
No, this is not just a phase.
Oh, the humiliation!
It cannot be borne any more.
Will the soul give up?
Can't say for sure.
It fell on me-
The thunder,
**And I got buried
For someone else's blunder.
Lemony life.
erik lubbe Nov 2016
When life throws you lemons.
Why would you make lemonade.
Did mother nature tell you too.
No.
You know what you do?
You throw those lemons back at her.
And say these words.
"I will get my own lemons."
[sigh]
Life and lemons is no pretty site is it?
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